Sitting Shiva by David Estringel

Love (this love) has left the room feet first— a procession of embers and ash. Illusions. Delusions. Damnable oxygen thief! So goes the stuff of paper hearts and fiery tongues, of promises—hollow—  past oily lips and teeth that bite,sworn, born to outlive names etchedon gravestones.  Won’t you kill me, softly, with one last kiss? Blitheful consciousness. Walking sleep. Ignorant bliss. Then call the shomer down the street. He really knows his Job. Rip the collar, drape the mirror, pawn the wedding silver. Take your soul home, rockin’ its funerary black, and the stone I gave … Continue reading Sitting Shiva by David Estringel

The Literary Inspiration Behind Olivia Rodrigo’s “All-American Bitch”

With the release of Olivia Rodrigo’s sophomore album, Guts, there’s been a palpable shift in her lyrical style to that of the, let’s call it, “Lana Del Rey variety.” Not just because titles like “all-american bitch,” “the grudge” and “girl i’ve always been” smack of the Del Rey brand, but because she’s taken a more literary route on the first track mentioned (which also happens … Continue reading The Literary Inspiration Behind Olivia Rodrigo’s “All-American Bitch”

News at Ten by Charlie Robert

Free Guns.Amen.Free Will.No Go.Road Kill.Road Show.Play Fast.And Loose.Get Cooked.By Your Goose.Get Goosed.By The Cook.Sucker Punch.Captain Hook.There Are Gods.In The Sky.Captain Crunch.Captain Bligh.GI Joe.Barbie Too.Hardy Boys.Nancy Drew.There Are Guns.On The Street.There Are Guns.Made Of Meat.There Are Guns.Painted Red.There Are Guns.In Your Head.There Are Gods.Posting Likes.Fully Clawed.Out Of Sight.Firing Squad.Do It Right.Please Applaud.Say Goodnight.There Is Love.In The Air.There Is Love.Underwear.There Is Lust.Angel Dust.Take Your Time.Earn Their Trust.News … Continue reading News at Ten by Charlie Robert

Drinks, Maybe Dinner by Paul Lewellan

Last week Stephanie showed me the picture: young woman in a yellow sundress, dazzling smile full of teeth and expectation, small child in her arms. “That’s Mother with me.” “Decades ago…” “She hasn’t aged, Frank,” my girlfriend said dismissively. So when my administrative assistant told me Margaret Folsom Clark was in the showroom, I hurried out to meet her. Of course, I recognized her instantly. … Continue reading Drinks, Maybe Dinner by Paul Lewellan

A Globe by Dale Cottingham

My story seemed as fulsome as real time could make it.I saw storm fronts arrive bringing wind shifts on the flats.I heard rustling in dark corners that I tried to enlighten, enliven.There were conversations that I couldn’t forget, and nowthey’ve grown gargantuan, I listened, I heard.And the voice of Miley Cyrus wafted through the hall: was it a moan?Why did her loss of love matter … Continue reading A Globe by Dale Cottingham

Pregnant and Screaming by Dale Champlin

My lover is walled into silence. I used to sit by the trash cans in my back alley smoking a joint while no one was looking. I called it desperation. My silence was all-consuming—too early pregnant—looking at gravel in the potholes back there and the neighbor’s dog wiggling and whining for a cuddle. Can you imagine? I wanted to swallow the back gate, the garage, … Continue reading Pregnant and Screaming by Dale Champlin

Do Tell Is All About Showing…How The Past Is Prologue

As Lindsay Lynch (easy to misread as Lindsay Lunch on the book cover) does tell it, her drive to write the novel that became Do Tell stemmed from the media headlines that were percolating circa 2016 to 2017. And especially at the end of 2017, with the #MeToo movement being resparked (Tarana Burke had already coined the phrase and its meaning in 2005) amid Ronan … Continue reading Do Tell Is All About Showing…How The Past Is Prologue

Sometimes by Rich McFarlin

Sometimes. Sometimes at night,When dreams won’t come,And sleep feels far away,And visions of the past mistakes,Lay at my feet and keep me up,Playing games that only sleep can play.Think about the things I’ve done,And things I might wish back,But wishes cannot change the past,Power to affect the past,the wishes always seem to lack. Lakes are holes of consequences,Filled with tears shed in regret,While rivers run … Continue reading Sometimes by Rich McFarlin

At Starbucks Working, Passed Out on a Pile of Garbage After a Night of Excessive Drinking by Issac Cordova

A dream awake stale airSliding in and out of consciousnessBetween dream and awakeDizzy nauseous feelingsOf regret and satisfactionThe night is a blank slateBetween self and midnightDrinking too much before workPlight of being humanOf sunken eyes black dotsNot quite passed outNot quite awakeGarbage pile mattress Continue reading At Starbucks Working, Passed Out on a Pile of Garbage After a Night of Excessive Drinking by Issac Cordova

Break Glass in Case of Emergency by Issac Cordova

Bugs inside my head,In a near exploding moodMy body was a road withBugs driving all over my skinYou try many of times, the gum,The type of twelve-step addict stuffThe turkey is frozenColder than ice thenAnd I’m going coldAll the bugs come backBugs crawling through everySweat gland in my bodyThen you yell randomlyAt people on your side.My pops had a glass vialWith a cigarette and a … Continue reading Break Glass in Case of Emergency by Issac Cordova